Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Hurf durf

"Oh, airship parts can fuel a decent fire. How lovely! " VanLande takes a seat on her scavenged armchair, opens her novel, and flips to the page she left off at--page eighty-five. "Warrick, when you're done collecting the ship's engine, please brew me a cup of tea. I am parched, my friend, dreadfully thirsty!"

Quick and crappy sketch of a possible scenario for the film. It'll make sense later when it's not a bunch of lines, hurr. Gonna flesh it out in Photoshop or something, that's the plan.

VanLande remains calm when she crashes ships. Warrick, however, does not. And usually ends up leaking coolant everywhere...

Spider Jerusalem: cheap, but not as cheap as your girlfriend.

Thursday, November 13, 2008


Work has been crazy busy for the past month and a half. I go home covered in paint and dust every night. I somehow split the soles of my last two pairs of boots... My poor babies! D: You will be missed.

Needless to say, I haven't had time to draw or animate. I did, however, have a brilliant set idea for that animation I keep mentioning.

Sup concrete facility. I haven't fully scoped out the place or talked to the management, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. Could make for some interesting outside shots if it actually goes through. All the metal seemed too appropriate.

Also, the street it's on looks like something out of Silent Hill during foggy days. Quite epic.

Here, have some failed spaulders for a costume. One unsanded, one sanded. Wonderflex and Plasti-paste. Think I'll slush cast them instead. Or fiberglass. Eh.

I just got a big bag of red moleskin in the mail, so I'm going to go roll around in it and then sew some pants! BOOSH!

Where is Babar?
- He-He's taking a shower, buddy.
Elephants shower with their nose! BRRRRRRR!
- Nearl... I'm gonna kill Babar.